It's dark out here
there's nothing left
this is it, this is the end
but I thought I had time.
all the light i'll ever see
lives but in my memory,
there's only darkness ahead of me.
they said I had time,
before the best days
of my life will be long past over,
before darkness will swallow everything in,
before light would only exist within the deep, deep chambers of my head
before--
didn't I have time?
I've grown up under flashlights
that ran on rapidly terminating batteries
that laid forgotten under the furniture.
so I'm sorry
but when I try to draw out light
from the deep pockets of my memory
my hands turn up lacking or empty.
there's no way out of this darkness.
I thought I had time
to collect all the light in the world,
but now I'm at the end
and there's nothing left.
I have finally run out of time.
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Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
